Translator: _Min
Qi Shuning responded with a soft “Oh” and smiled without saying anything further.
[Bard, huh? It’s a support role usually played by girls.]
[ng Xue seems very professional at it. Si Fuqing probably won’t last five minutes.]
[Five minutes is too generous. With her bronze tier, ng Xue will have her beaten in one minute.]
The preparations for the duel were complete, and the battle comnced.
Everyone’s eyes were glued to the screen, watching Si Fuqing skillfully maneuver her Bard, sitting cross-legged.
As the lody of the instrunt began, the attack was launched.
There were no flashy moves involved.
Within thirty seconds, ng Xue’s assassin character was defeated, while the bard remained at full health.
Si Fuqing didn’t bother with the ‘Victory” ssage popping up on the screen; instead, she frowned and looked down.
This keyboard is no good. It lacks the proper tactile feedback.
She thought, attributing her slightly off performance to the equipnt.
The room fell into an eerie silence.
Chi Yu, wide-eyed and shocked, stared at Si Fuqing.
He couldn’t believe she had defeated ng Xue so swiftly.
ng Xue’s confident smile began to falter, her pupils constricting slightly.
She was always proud of her gaming skills.
Even though she hadn’t taken the duel with Si Fuqing seriously, she didn’t expect to lose so quickly, especially without even fully grasping how Si Fuqing had executed her moves.
When Si Fuqing had previously overshadowed her with the suona, ng Xue didn’t feel much.
But now, she felt a sense of threat.
There was only room for one star in the team, and Si Fuqing’s practice with the bard class seed like a direct challenge to her position.
“Fuqing, your bard seems to follow an aggressive style,” Yuan Heping said, surprised. “Are you a fan of Jiu God? Many young girls admire him.” This remark also sparked a reaction among the fans watching the live stream.
[The number one Bard, Jiu!]
[During the last dungeon, the combination of Jiu and NINE was amazing. I love the Double Nine team!]
[Bets are on. Who’s on top and who’s on bottom?]
[ng Xue’s fans were saying Si Fuqing wouldn’t last a minute. Your idol didn’t even last thirty seconds!]
[The bard counters the assassin, you know? Besides, ng Xue wasn’t even trying her hardest. She was holding back.]
[Excuses, excuses. In esports, being unskilled is a sin. ng Xue keeps boasting about being an esports girl, but when did being a Starlight teir beco sothing to brag about? I’m in the Challenger teir and I don’t dare claim I’m good at esports.]
Si Fuqing, suppressing her inner fury, put on a fake smile, ‘Yes, I’m his fan.”
But in her mind, she thought, Absolutely not. I must defeat him to avenge the sneak attack he once made on .
Chi Yu spoke up, “Then, during this year’s Oracle official league, ng Xue can take you to the event. Maybe you’ll get to et your idol.”
Si Fuqing feigned ignorance, “Say that again?”
The suggestion of being accompanied by ng Xue was not to her liking.
Ning Luoyao also expressed her displeasure, “Qingqing’s gaming skills are superior. Why can ng Xue go and not her?”
Chi Yu found the situation amusing, “Can she really be compared to ng
Xue?”
Chi Yu’s face turned ashen as he understood the implication.
The audience burst into laughter.
[Wow, Si Fuqing really has a way with words. I need to write these down!]
The young man stretched lazily and took a few more glances at Si Fuqing. “So, you’re the one competing? You’re really beautiful. Are all female celebrities as pretty as you?”
The viewers reacted humorously.
[Jokes, everyone is a fan of looks.]
[Relying on skill when you could rely on looks!]
Si Fuqing responded playfully, “Maybe not as pretty as . Let’s start, shall
Both youths played assassins and were quite skilled. While the Bard indeed had so advantages over the assassin, a slight lapse in reflexes could lead to instant defeat.
Si Fuqing played more seriously, also considering not to demoralize the youths who complinted her. She extended the duration of the battle. Tvventy minutes later, the cold chanical voice of the system announced,
“Defeat.”
The young man sighed, “I lost. Here, this is for you,” offering Si Fuqing what he called “grass.”
Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow, looking at what the young man handed her.
It seed the entire Miracle Doctor Alliance had so misconceptions about “grass.”
The young man looked peculiar and sowhat dejected.
He had carefully chosen a good item, yet the beautiful lady showed no reaction.
[Is he really giving her grass?]
[Those earlier comnts don’t know anything. That’s not just any grass; it’s a
Five-leaf Ganoderma! It’s worth tens of thousands on the market!]
[What kind of place is this, exactly?]
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